Upon the Craggy SpineA Poem by David ScottA mood I had to express over my lunch hour today...
I persist…
upon the craggy spine of life
knowing full well my place
yet, my purpose
evades understanding
Unless…
Unsure…
Until…
You wander
upon this arduous path
finding my solitary vista
needing this sanctuary to be
unassailable…
I am weather worn
too young
to be thus, I am affected,
prevailing winds and exposure,
lightning strikes discharge
tensions explode, observed
by a casual passerby,
and I confined
within foundational rocks,
thirst…
Yes, it is constant,
this burning
thirsty, these roots
delicate and reaching…
a soft persistence
fracturing granite resolve
with a tenderness
of essential vulnerability
yet, wounded
with the slightest disturbance,
a branch withers and dies…
There is shade to be found
if you would satiate your soul,
my fruit brilliantly colorful
succulently sweet,
fragrant blossoms seasonally precede
this display pollinated
by predictability
of chance happenings,
as deadwood past failings provide you fuel,
inviting you to play, cook, and rest
within my flickering combustion…
Delight yourself
underneath me
within my canopy of love,
swing on devotion’s triple twined cord…
scribe our twinned history
upon the bark of my flesh,
and when at last
the blight doth reach my heart
entwine me
in flowering vines
of shared purpose
covered in affection’s remembrance.
© 2016 David Scott |
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